"Bai Mian, what's going on with that guy?" The waiter from the brothel was the first to come back to his senses and spoke in surprise.
"Is this the merchant you were talking about?" Then the woman beside him also questioned the servant who said that something interesting was going to happen.
"What are you asking? We're not the ones causing the trouble. If we don't leave, we're just asking for trouble!"
Realizing that the boy had hit a wall, those who were watching the fun immediately dispersed.
“How could it be…”
The servant at that moment was more worthy of the title of "white flour" than the man lying on the street. He muttered something and quickly fled back to the brothel in a hurry.
Going around the stall, using his knife. Actually, Bo Qiu did only these two things. But the problem was that he was too fast, as fast as a gust of wind.
Compared to those onlookers, Tu Nian's reaction was not much better, "Why are you..."
"No cultivation, but still martial arts."
Bo Qiu looked at her and said, "You can't possibly think that after living for thousands of years, all I can do in a fight is throw a few spells."
Damn, can you still accumulate rage when your mana is empty? This is true dual cultivation of magic and magic!
Tu Nian stomped his feet and walked around to the front of the stall, "Then you watched me get bullied by that boy before!"
Good man, she didn't even mention that she treated him like a straw bag.
Seeing her put her hands on her hips and pointed at him with her nose arched, Bo Qiu could even imagine how angry her face looked under her disguise.
He curled his lips and looked at her, "That's true, but you can bully her back now."
Tu Nian was startled, "Is it okay?"
It's so easy to coax her. Bo Qiu was amused and replied, "If you wish."
"Then let's go!"
When Tu Nian heard this, he couldn't wait to pull him into the brothel, but he just stepped onto the stairs in front of the door and stopped before taking two steps. After a pause, he let go of Bo Qiu, turned around, and strolled back.
"What's wrong?" Bo Qiu asked curiously.
"Forget it."
Tu Nian was not very interested. "After all, that pretty boy has been defeated. No one will bother me again. It's better to have less trouble than more. I'll just consider it as losing money to avoid disaster."
Bo Qiu laughed and slowly followed her, "You are too good-tempered."
In front of the stall, Tu Nian put away the talismans that had been scattered by the sword wind. He said, "I'm here to make money. If I make a big fuss about something as trivial as this, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?"
She muttered, revising the note on the wooden box. "To survive in Vaud, you need to have a bigger vision."
Bo Qiu remained silent.
Indeed, such friction is rampant in Vaud, especially for newcomers, who must navigate various challenges before truly entering this money-centric world. While tactical prowess is crucial, even more important is the trade-offs in personal interests.
Tu Nian could have used Bo Qiu's help to destroy the brothel in a fit of rage, but what would happen next? Unless she simply planned to leave without a carefree existence in Wozhou, which would have been a lasting solution, if she still planned to make a living here, the brothel owner and those with whom she had a vested interest would certainly not let her off easily.
So, why bother?
Although she doesn't want to become rich, Tu Nian still intends to stay here permanently, earn some spare money, and experience the prosperity of the former Magic City. If possible, she hopes to buy a piece of land in Wozhou in her lifetime and live a perfect life of counting money and having fun.
But ideals are full, and reality is skinny.
Since the crucial stall issue had been resolved, Tu Nian had also learned some lessons about survival in Vaud. For example, when faced with trouble, don't argue or resort to violence; most situations can be resolved with money. Also, against experienced traders, you can never get the upper hand; even if you suffer a loss, that's already the biggest advantage you can get from them.
With many experiences and skills, Tu Nian's business became more and more prosperous. Her stall became bigger and bigger, and the price of talismans gradually increased to 100 spirit stones per set. Just as her plan to make money was about to get on track, something went wrong in her own sect.
That day, Tu Nian was setting up his stall as usual and was collecting money when suddenly something in his arms began to glow and get hot.
Tu Nian's breathing became heavy on the spot, not because of excitement, but because of anger.
This is the eighth Thousand Mile Sound Note in the past two days.
She really didn't understand what this old man Nie Yanchen was thinking. He could destroy her seven Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Notes in just two days.
The first time he asked her where she was, the second time he asked her when she would be back, and from the third time he became curious about her daily menu, Tu Nian never heard his Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note again.
Is this recognizing a master or a mother?
To be honest, none of the various incidents of vandalism and trouble-making she had experienced in Vaud these days gave her a headache.
"Your Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note is lit." Bo Qiu reminded her.
"I know." Tu Nian responded helplessly and impatiently.
Bo Qiu knew that she was annoyed, so he didn't say anything more. The two of them continued to sell talismans while the other continued to do nothing.
However, the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note continued to flash despite no one paying any attention to it, as if it was trying very hard. Although Tu Nian said he ignored it, his attitude towards customers became impatient unconsciously.
Bo Qiu saw this and stopped her from restocking when a transaction was completed.
“What are you doing!”
She instinctively shook off his hand. As soon as she said that, Tu Nian realized how irritated she was. When she met Bo Qiu's gentle eyes, she couldn't help but pause.
Taking a deep breath, Tu Nian quickly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry."
How should I put it? Her family before she traveled through the book was very ordinary. She had a younger brother, but to her, his father didn't love her and her mother didn't care for her. Later, she left home to go to college, and there were even fewer scenes where she was cared for.
Now that I suddenly receive this kind of treatment, I can’t say I don’t like it, but I can’t get used to it at all.
Bo Qiu didn't know about this, but he just smiled nonchalantly and said, "Listen first, maybe there's something urgent."
Tu Nian, who had calmed down, did not refute. She pursed her lips and took out the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note. As soon as she unfolded it, Nie Yanchen's voice gurgled out like water.
"Xiao Si! What have you been up to? You refused to tell me where you were. I haven't heard from you in two days. I thought something had happened to you..."
He spoke very quickly, and all kinds of anxious and worried emotions were so abundant that they seemed to be overflowing from the talismans. The messages conveyed over more than two days sounded particularly noisy, but as Tu Nian listened, a sense of warmth slowly arose in his heart.
Actually, when I really listened to him nagging, it didn't seem as annoying as I had imagined.
"Xiao Si, Xiao Si?"
Nie Yanchen chattered to himself for a long time on the other end of the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission, but didn't hear Tu Nian's response. He thought something had happened to her again and called out to her anxiously.
"I'm here, Master," Tu Nian replied, "Did something happen in the sect? Why are you looking for me so anxiously?"
It was no wonder that Nie Yanchen had been the sect leader for all these years. No matter when he spoke, he always had no point and had been talking for at least half a cup of tea. When Tu Nian mentioned this, he remembered that he had not said the main thing.
When he mentioned the serious matter, his tone changed and he said pitifully, "Tutu, please come back and take a look. We have a big problem with the snow accumulation."
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